The world of Taoism

Chapter 213 The wind and rain are rising, and the dragon is growing (everything is completed)

The Yangtze River, near the city of Yangzhou.

Although it was approaching evening, there was still an endless stream of cargo ships and fishing boats, as well as the newly operated painting boats.

This is the time when there are the most people. At this time, those who are working are rushing home, and those who are looking for fun have just come out.

The pier was extremely crowded, and the smell of rouge and fish filled the sky.

Li Lao Er was sitting on the deck, with the freshly caught fish behind him.

Although not much, it is enough for several days of meals.

The Yangtze River is rich in products. A fisherman like him who does not have a big boat and a good net basically just makes a living.

There are countless fishermen like him around the Yangtze River, and they have made a living by fishing for generations.

"I caught a bucket of scaleless fish today, so I won't sell it. I'll go back and feed the children." Li Lao Er wiped off his sweat.

a woman standing behind

The woman was about 40 years old, with a vicissitudes of life, mottled hair, and thick calluses on her hands and feet.

This woman is Li Laoer's wife, and she is sorting out the fishing nets.

Hearing what Li's second child said, the woman raised her head and smiled, and said, "That's right, save some for elder brother, sister-in-law just gave birth, and she needs to make up for it."

While tidying up and collecting the net, the two chatted about the household chores.

For fishermen, this incomparable daily life is an eternal topic.

I don't have much pursuit in this life, I just want my family to be safe and catch more fish.

Next to the fishing boat is a gorgeous painting boat, the eaves are full of lanterns, and there is the sound of silk and bamboo singing and the laughter of Yingying Yanyan.

In stark contrast to these unpretentious fishermen.

On the third floor of Huafang, two luxuriously dressed and handsome men looked down at the couple below.

"Hey, mediocre, mediocre." The man on the left with a lupine sighed, "This kind of life is really boring."

"Brother Wang is right, Zi Feiyu knows the joy of fish, how do you know they are not happy?" the companion said.

"Oh? What Brother Liu said really makes sense, why don't you trade with them?" Brother Wang said with a half-smile, "I guess they also want to be the young masters of a large grain merchant in Yangzhou."

"Forget it, my generation is a person who studies, and I have my own destiny, so how can I be mediocre all day long." This brother Liu said humanely.

"The reason why my generation of scholars study hard is to lead these fishermen and people to walk on the way of saints."

Brother Liu said proudly.

How is it possible for him to be a small fisherman? There is a gap between people.

Some people are born to reproduce, and some people are born to achieve the goal in their hearts.

"Hey, I heard that the Lingwu Governor's Mansion has broken with the court, do you think the news is reliable?" Brother Wang suddenly looked around and said in a low voice.

Brother Liu was taken aback, and shouted in a low voice: "You want to court death, such words are nonsense."

But still couldn't help the desire to talk in his heart, Brother Liu cleared his throat and spoke slowly.

"That's right, since the imperial court named Lingwu King, the two sides have fallen out, but the stalemate has been maintained."

"Furthermore, after the Lingwu King incident, the feudal towns in the north were a little ready to move, and they all claimed their credit. I guess they also saw the fact that the imperial court was strong on the outside and internal on the inside."

"So this era is changing, and it's time for the two of us to show our talents." Brother Liu was so arrogant that he didn't take sentient beings seriously.

"Let me tell you another secret, our governor of Yangzhou..."

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead.

It turned out that the government did not allow people to go ashore, no matter what kind of ship it was, no matter what status it was, they were not allowed to go ashore.

"What exactly happened?" Brother Liu's pupils shrank, feeling a little bad in his heart.

He saw a person with a higher status than himself wanted to go ashore, but was thrown into the water directly.

"Rebellion?"

All in all, they couldn't get ashore.

Next, something even more terrifying happened.

I saw a boat sank directly on the river, and dozens of people on board fell into the water.

"Help!"

"Help me! My mother!"

Some good swimmers want to swim to another boat.

Whoa!

These either struggled or swam, as if something beneath them pulled them into the water.

The scene suddenly became silent, and the river was stained red with blood.

"Ghost!"

The crowd suddenly burst into an uproar.

Brother Liu and Wang were so frightened that they collapsed in an instant, and their performance was not as good as that of the fishermen couple next to them.

In the face of life and death, no matter whether they are princes, nobles or ordinary people, everyone is equal.

Death is the final destination of human beings, and it is also the most equal place.

In addition to the government soldiers, there are also people from the Qinglong Society guarding the shore.

No matter who it is, as long as it goes ashore, it will be thrown down immediately.

For a moment, the scene was extremely bloody.

Under the Yangtze River, the undercurrent is rolling.

Numerous shrimp soldiers and crab generals, as well as all kinds of strange creatures swim in the water.

In the Yangtze River Water Palace.

There is an extra altar in the hall.

The altar is nine feet nine in width and three feet three in height.

Three sandalwoods are lit on it, covered with a yellow cloth, with fruits and vegetables, and three animals for meat.

Gong Shuquan and others on both sides wore yellow robes and held magic weapons such as Faluo Tonggong in their hands.

In the middle stands King Chunjiang.

At this time, he was wearing a pair of blue robes, embroidered with green dragons with open teeth and five claws, which were lifelike, swimming above the clothes.

King Chunjiang's left hand tactic, right hand sword tactic, step gang fight.

First recite the birth cloud mantra.

"White clouds at the bottom of the water, the evening mist comes; first the sun and the moon are lost, and then the universe is covered; the mountains and mountains are angry, and the water rises. I obey the law of the dragon god of the Yangtze River."

The water vapor from the Yangtze River evaporates into the sky.

If it is an ordinary cloud and rain distribution, it is just a mountain or a few villages, and there is no need to sacrifice human lives.

But on a large scale, King Chunjiang alone does not have such profound mana, so he can only use the altar to operate it.

Clouds and mist covered the sky, and more and more people died on the water.

The sound of wailing, begging for mercy, and cursing can be heard endlessly.

Seeing this doomsday scene, almost everyone felt a little terrified in their hearts.

This is far from over, and King Chun Jiang continued to chant the mantra.

An imaginary blue dragon soars overhead.

"Water in the sky, water in the ground, water in the five lakes and four seas, rivers and rivers. Ascend into the sky and gather clouds to quickly pour down the rain! Order!"

Roar!
As soon as the words fell, a dragon roar shook the sky.

The people on the water were almost dead, and the river was stained red with the blood of thousands of people.

Regardless of high or low, male or female, old or young, all die equally in this place.

With a dragon roar, a green dragon hundreds of feet long suddenly appeared in the sky.

The blue dragon has turquoise scales all over its body, with a head like a camel, a body like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a fish, and claws like an eagle.

Majestic and majestic, covering everything.

The only thing missing is the horn on the head, which is a little different from Shenlong.

In a resplendent palace in the distance, came an old voice.

"This little flood dragon really can't bear it."

In True Immortal View, Hua Yangzi has just recovered from his injury.

Hearing the movement, he immediately raised his head and said with a smile, "Interesting..."

All of a sudden, the great powers all over the Yangtze River heard the movement.

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